After Bruce quickly reached the frontcourt with the ball, Brooks didn’t immediately close in.
He knew his own defensive capabilities and how ineffective he was at dealing with pick-and-rolls.
However, just as he took two steps forward, Bruce suddenly made a shooting motion, forcing Brooks to step forward to block.
But as Brooks shifted his weight, Bruce passed the ball forward directly to Benson, who had moved up to set the screen.
Benson received the ball and quickly cut inside, leaving Brooks completely out of the way.
Benson then quickly passed the ball inside.
It was a simple, almost imperfect wall pass.
But executing it in this situation fully demonstrated Bruce li’s intelligence and quick thinking.
“Smart movement,” Kareem Abdul-Jabbar exclaimed sincerely on television.
Meanwhile, Bruce li had already nimbly and sharply penetrated the paint.
A frustrated Martirenen immediately projected his defensive influence, spreading his arms wide, ready to shut Bruce down under the basket.
He wasn’t even afraid to use his powerful body to knock Bruce to the ground—after all, Bruce had repeatedly humiliated him.
However, Bruce showed no fear.
His steps remained firm, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside Martirenen.
He quickly stopped, though his body control wasn’t perfect.
After the stop, he immediately turned sideways, quickly making a turnaround pass with his left hand.
Martirenen was immediately tricked, shifting his weight to the left.
At that moment, Bruce li swiftly turned, abruptly swerving to the right around the left-leaning Martirenen, instantly shaking off his defense.
Then Bruce easily jumped up and sent the basketball towards the basket.
The moment he completed the dribble, the stadium erupted: the footwork was incredible; Mattilenin was completely outmaneuvered, like a goldfish in a park, swarming and disoriented at the slightest stone thrown by a visitor.
“Dream footwork!!!” Kareem Abdul-Jabbar exclaimed excitedly on television: “My God!
I’ve seen such beautiful dream footwork on a guard!
It’s silky smooth, even more spectacular than Olajuwon’s… Oh!!
What’s going on?
What’s that Oregon number 6 doing???” Abdul-Jabbar suddenly became agitated.
The fans in Stanford Arena instantly went from excitement to fury, boos and curses rapidly building and exploding, forming a torrent that surged towards the arena.
Chaos reigned on the court, with all players rushing towards the penalty area.
The three referees blew their whistles, constantly pushing players out… they didn’t want a violent clash in the arena.
At the same time, they hated this Oregon forward.
Why was he doing this?
This was about playing basketball, not fighting.
It turned out that just as Bruce completely blew past Martinenin and was in mid-air, flicking the ball, Martinenin charged at him like a wild beast, even using his foot to trip him…
This was a completely dirty technical foul.
Bruce li, whose physique was far weaker than Martinenin’s, was knocked over in mid-air by the collision.
However, upon landing, his body assumed an extremely bizarre posture…
Although his right foot landed on Martinenin’s outstretched foot, his upper body landed on top of Martinenin, and the force of gravity caused both of them to fall deep into the paint.
Then, the enraged Stanford players rushed forward, and the home fans unleashed a torrent of angry shouts and boos.
Three referees did their best to restrain the crowd, and Jamie Lin, with a heavy heart, went onto the court to separate his teammates.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Time Warner’s cameras briefly arrived at the scene.
But they saw Martyrenen clutching his ankle, groaning in pain, while Bruce li sat motionless beside him, looking dazed, as if he had been frightened.
“So, who’s injured?” Watson asked with concern in the broadcast studio.
“Whoever’s injured, it was a flagrant foul by Oregon’s number 6 player.
He should be ejected immediately,” Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said solemnly.
“If he’s really injured because of this, I won’t have a shred of sympathy.
I’ll only feel fortunate for Bruce li and thank God for protecting the lucky ones.” Abdul-Jabbar ‘s words echoed everyone’s sentiments.
The replay on television once again proved that Martyrenen’s play was intentionally designed to injure Bruce li.
While colliding with Bruce li, he even extended his foot to try and injure Bruce again upon landing.
In the NBA, countless players have suffered significant reductions in athleticism due to such dirty tackles; it’s an unforgivable mistake.
Martyrenen’s “tough” defense had long been criticized in the Pacific Division.
Now, he had done something like this again, and everyone wanted him to be taught a lesson.
Everyone felt that his injury was a stroke of good luck.
But… why was Bruce li sitting there, looking so dazed?
Was this poor kid scared by the sudden, dirty foul?
“Look at what Martyrenin did!
His malicious act might even shatter a good player’s understanding of basketball.
I’m really worried that Bruce li will suffer psychological trauma because of this foul: maybe he’ll never go so deep into the paint again.
Who can bear the threat of a lifelong injury from a simple layup?” Kareem Abdul-Jabbar became more and more agitated.
“I suggest the NCAA give Martyrenin a further penalty and strengthen his education.
Young players should develop the right mindset; basketball isn’t played like this.” He was heartbroken.
At the same time, Bruce finally stood up with Scott’s help.
Jamie Lin repeatedly checked on him: Are you injured?
His head shook firmly.
Because when he landed, when he was hit and landed, a voice clearly echoed in his mind: Malicious aggression detected.
Punishment will now be imposed, deducting 5 points of his Agility talent as a penalty.
Uh… Bruce li was stunned.
“Any action taken to maliciously harm you will be punished.
Let’s clean up the field, starting with me.” The voice of Positive Energy Baby rang out again, but this time it seemed devoid of any emotion.
It was clearly in automatic response mode.
Bruce li was stunned.
He sent a signal in his mind: “How many cheat codes is this?” “…” Positive Energy Baby, in a semi-conscious state, could not answer.
“Does this mean I will never get hurt again?” Bruce li asked again.
“As long as the other party has no malicious intent, you can still get hurt.
I can only detect strong malicious aggression.” The reply was mechanical.
Oh.
Bruce understood.
“Because an odd number cannot be fully entered, 4 points of Agility have been added to you.
You can use the remaining point to simulate the previous host’s physical state and technical movements for 1 minute.” What does that mean?
“Is it entering Jordan mode?” Bruce li was dumbfounded again.
He vowed that once Talent Baby was fully awake, he would ask everything clearly.
Like this, it was basically talking to a robot.
It wouldn’t answer anything unless it asked questions from its existing question bank.
Damn it!
Bruce li was stunned for almost a minute.
Finally realizing Scott’s hand was reaching out to him, he quickly stood up.
Meanwhile, the University of Oregon’s team doctor assessed Martyrennin: he hadn’t injured his ligaments, just a minor ankle sprain.
They believed it was caused by Bruce stepping on his ankle when landing, and it wasn’t serious.
However, he wouldn’t be returning to the court.
The referee gave him two technical fouls, ejecting him from the game.
After all, blatantly causing trouble on the opposing team’s home court meant he might not be able to leave normally if the referee didn’t send him off: the angry Stanford fans were no joke.